Wednesday, July 25, 2007

I PRAISE YOU FOR WHAT IS YET TO BE

Here is another poem of Ted Loder in Guerillas of Grace (1984, Innisfree Press, Philadelphia, PA):

Wondrous Worker of Wonders,
I praise you
not alone for what has been,
or for what is,
but for what is yet to be.
for you are gracious beyond all telling of it.

I praise you
that out of the turbulence of my life
a kingdom is coming,
is being shaped even now
out of my slivers of loving,
my bits of trusting,
my sprigs of hoping,
my tootles of laughing,
my drips of crying,
my smidgens of worshipping;
that out of my songs and struggles,
out of my griefs and triumphs,
I am gathered up and saved,
for you are gracious beyond all telling of it.

I praise you
that you turn me loose
to go with you to the edge of now and maybe,
to welcome the new,
to see my possibilities,
to accept my limits,
and yet begin living to the limit
of passion and compassion
until,
released by joy,
I uncurl to other people
and to your kingdom coming,
for you are gracious beyond all telling of it.

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